Shirley was stumped by what Camille said.

She could feel that Camille was not blaming her and that she was feeling sad for that child who had no chance to come to the world.

However, that child was destined to not have a chance to be born.

Shirley’s eyes turned red. She smiled bitterly, then closed her eyes and allowed her tears to fall.

She had so many grievances in her heart that she could not speak of, yet she felt that she brought this upon herself. Those were not grievances. Those were the consequences of her actions.

She was not worthy to be a mother.

When Camille saw Shirley in such pain, she did not continue her questioning.

After all, they had known each other for so many years, and she had always treated Shirley as her child. If Shirley had not let her down and left without a word back then, Camille would not have stayed mad for so long.

“Go wash your face. Get up and eat something. I made this porridge myself. Try it and tell me if it tastes like how it tasted back t